Lenin Meitei Thingujam

Poetry - Poem by Lenin Meitei Thingujam

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Are you supposed to tell a story? Or are you a mane of words in a messy head? Are you an onion high on ethos? Or are you just skin-deep like a beauty queen? Do you have structure and a spine? Or are you a formless hydra with horns? Are you a moan, a scream or a whisper? Or are you an inexplicable gurgle?

People know you more than your creator, They pour and dip you in their colors.You touch them in unhygienic places, And make a believer out of them.Like Lucy in the sky with diamonds, You dance on moonless nights.You hide your face behind a veil, But to me you are freedom.